Genetics

People tell me I have his nose Because it’s strong and hooked With a powerful bump at the top But I hope that’s all he gave me An ugly nose is enough And better than an ugly mind that Sinks its teeth into anything it can Like the hearts of girls who have Not yet learned to love the real way I hope I do not have his hands Calloused from the cold metal of a gun And stained with a twisted love Love I hope I do not have Because love is not a fist or a knife Love is not an apology I hope I do not have his back Because he never had mine And I hope a nose does not give me A guiltless conscience and a Forgetful brain.

This is a well written poem. This obviously comes from the heart which makes it even better. The line "I hope i do not have his back Because he never had mine" is brilliant. It's like a verse or a riddle. The poem seems very spiteful. It expresses yourself though

I love this poem because of the emotion you put in your writing. One thing that would be awesome if you can make the poem rhyme." I hope I don't have his back because he never had mine" I love that line.